This came over recently; I've just converted it to ChordPro. In loading it up, I realized I've lost the attribution to the person who originally wrote this up; I'm sorry. BFBb F Hey la la... Hey la la... Gm F Didn't know what time is was, and the lights were low - ow - ow C I leaned back on my radio - o - o C7 F ABb Some cat was laying down some rock'n'roll, "lotta soul", he said. Gm F Then the loud sound did seem to fa - a - ade, C Came back like a slow voice on a wave of pha - a - ase, C7 AG That weren't no D.J., that was hazy cosmic jive. F Dm Am C There's a starman waiting in the sky, he'd like to come and meet us, C7 but he thinks he'd blow our minds. F Dm Am C There's a starman waiting in the sky, he's told us not to blow it, C7 'cause he knows it's all worth-while, he told me: Bb Bbm F D7 Gm C7 Let the children lose it, let the children use it, let all the children boogie. BFCFBFC Gm F I had to phone someone, so I picked on you - ou - ou C Hey, that's far out, so you heard tim too - oo - oo C7 F ABb Switch on the T.V., we may pick him on channel two. Gm F Look out your window, I can see his ligh - igh - ight, C if we can sparkle he may land tonigh - igh - ight, C7 AG Don't tell your papa or he'll get us locked up in fright. -- ========================================================================== Joe Hartley - jh@cadre.com - Cadre Technologies, Inc. Without deviation from the norm, "progress" is not possible. - Frank Zappa Loostner's Castor Oil Flakes - The All-weather Breakfast!